Thursday, September 23, 2010

No More Injuries!

Oh, sweet Silas! Can you stop being such a risk taker, an adventurer, a flying off the couch type of child, just for one day?

Honestly, I wouldn't trade any of this about Silas. I love his personality and God made him this way for a reason. But after a busy day of running errands and homeschooling, I just didn't need any excitement. I was working with Caleb when I encouraged the other three boys to go play in the backyard. As I was talking to Levi , I heard a crash or maybe it was a bump. Anyway, it was a noise of a child getting hurt. I hadn't even seen Silas slip into the room but somehow he managed to have an accident. Caleb says he saw it all happen but I'm not too sure of his explanation.

When I went to pick him up, Caleb started hollering that Silas was bleeding. Head wombs always bleed more than other places which I have learned from personal experience with all four of our boys at one time or another. I tend not to panic unless the bleeding is coming from the face. His was coming from the back of his head somewhere underneath all of his hair. I didn't get too stressed. Okay, maybe a little. Fortunately, his cut or maybe his puncture womb wasn't too bad. It was one of those questionable injuries. Yeah, the er might have put a staple in it but they might not have. I opted to not go to the er since he was down laughing and running around 3 minutes later. He even landed on the back of his head while playing outside and it didn't phase him one bit. It looks like he's going to survive. I'm not too sure about his mama though.

A Welcoming Church

We had an extremely busy weekend for us. One baseball practice, one soccer game, one baseball game, 3 church services (we were at all three), and me dragging all of my boys including Kerry shopping to help me find an outfit to wear. I'm sure it is a taste of what is to come with 4 children. Not sure I am ready for it though.

Anyway, this past weekend at church we were "introduced" to our new church this weekend. When Kerry told me that they were introducing us up on stage during all three services I got a little nervous. I used to love being on stage when I was younger, but now I prefer to be way in the background. Let everyone see and know Kerry and the boys, and I'll just stand to the side supporting them.

This time I couldn't hide. The first thing I felt I needed to do was decide on what the boys should wear. The two little ones already had something that would work, but the older two needed new shirts in the same color scheme as the younger two. Fortunately, they did very well on agreeing with the shirts. They would not have been my first choice, but neither would they have been my last pick. I think it was a good compromise.

I took three of the boys with me one night to try and find me something to wear. I am not good at shopping by myself. It is lonely, and I need someone to tell me the truth. My mom and sister are very good at this but they aren't here. Plus, I have been pregnant or nursing babies for the past 6 years (still nursing) and haven't really focused on fashion at all. I came home with a dress that Caleb said was great only to look at Kerry and see that he didn't like it. So, a few hours before the Saturday night service, he and the boys went with me and Kerry picked out something for me. I think from now on I will let Kerry shop for me, because I was pleased with what he picked out.

After being introduced at all of the services this weekend, I got a little teary-eyed at the wonderful welcome that the people of our church gave us. They made us feel so loved and welcomed. While walking down the halls, people time and time again stopped us to say that they were glad we were there. I got to meet other moms that home school their children and people that have already invited us into their homes. We have been at some wonderful, amazing churches, both big and small, but this one is standing out. We even received a sweet, handwritten letter in the mail from a family welcoming us. They have made us feel so accepted that I want to be able to give back to them. I hope in the near future, I will be able to start giving back by serving them.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Caleb's First Game of the Season

Caleb had his first official game of the season this past Sunday. He was thrilled to have the opportunity to pitch in this game. I, on the other hand, was so nervous for him. He seems to play better in practices than he does in games, but he is having a great time. I am pretty excited that their team is sporting Baylor colors. He told me that he was glad he chose baseball as his activity for the fall (We told Caleb this summer that we wanted him to choose an activity to be involved in this fall which could have ranged from art, to a sport, or something to do with reptiles). That makes the 2+ hour games worth it.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Josiah's First Soccer Game

Josiah had his first soccer game last Saturday. It was a lot of fun to go out and watch him play. I will admit that I was so proud of all of my boys at the game. Caleb stood on the sidelines the entire time cheering for Josiah. Silas and Levi hung out under the umbrella with me but they were cheering for Josiah. Levi could be heard shouting, "Go Josiah!" and Silas could be heard shouting, "Josiah go!" It was so cute, and I was so glad to see that they were all excited for him.

Josiah played hard. This is our first time in AYSO and at this age they split the team up and half of the team plays on one field and the other half plays on another field. We were missing a couple of players so everyone got to play the entire time. Josiah ran and ran and ran. He never stopped or complained that he was tired. Even when he fell down and got kicked in the face, he was right back up and playing hard. He had a great time. The only time he got upset and actually cried was when he set his cookie down and Silas decided to eat it. His first snack ever was eaten (a tragedy in his eyes) so Daddy came to the rescue and took him to the store to pick out a new snack.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Back into Baseball

Tonight, I loaded up all the boys and we went to Caleb's first baseball practice of the season. He was excited to be playing again and I have to admit I enjoy watching him play. As we were walking up to the practice I experienced an array of emotions: thankful that Caleb has done so well with moving so many times and having a new coach and a new set of teammates each year, sad that we have moved so much and hearing other people tell me that their children have been playing in this league since they were 5, proud that I knew Caleb would go out and do his very best, nervous that his best might not measure up after not playing for a year, and joy as Caleb did his very best and although a little rusty will do just fine.

All the other boys dressed in their baseball gear to support their brother (the only picture taken was on Kerry's phone). After we got home from practice tonight, Caleb mentioned that I didn't take any pictures or videos of him. I told him I would do that on Sunday at his scrimmage. That comment struck me as I realized that even at 10 he still needs to feel loved and important by my actions. He watched as I took pictures and videos of Josiah's soccer practice and noticed that I didn't take any of his. Even if no other parent was taken pictures of their 10-12 year olds, it was still important to him.

The game/scrimmage is set from 4:00p.m. to 6:00p.m., and the coach told the parents to have them there at 3:30p.m. After practice, Caleb informed me he needed to be there at 3:00. I informed him that we didn't need to be there until 3:30 but he said the coach told them if they got there early they could start practicing. I guess we will be getting there early. I'd much prefer him wanting to get there early than not having any enthusiasm for it.

Saturday, September 04, 2010

Silas Turns 2

Silas at the park on his birthday (went to Josiah's soccer practice)

Silas's Buzz Lightyear cake

Silas's favorite gift

I love his expression when he opened his backpack - Buzz Lightyear. He must be the baby of the family because I never would have bought the other boys character backpacks.

Silas's birthday was a pretty low key day. Daddy worked for the majority of the day but came home in time to celebrate as a family. I think he must have known it was his special day because he didn't take a nap until dinner time.

I can't believe the baby of our family is now 2. Silas still is our baby even if he is growing up quickly.
A few things about him at this age:

*He loves Buzz Lightyear and Woody from Toy Story so this year he enjoyed a Buzz Lightyear birthday cake.
*He also loves the GeoTrax trains. He can play with them for long stretches at a time.
*He loves playing outside, especially on his little toy truck. He even managed it with a broken leg.
*He loves food and will try anything. Kerry loves having one of the boys who will sit and eat anything with him.
*He has known how to say Caleb's name for a long time, but now he will call out for Josiah as well. So cute!
*If he feels like he is being left out of something exciting, he gets extremely upset. For example, Kerry has room for only 3 of the boys in his car, and he was in tears when he couldn't ride with them.
*I am planning on working on his "potty learning" this week. He has the concept down. We just need to work on it full time.
*He catches on to things really fast, and I think he understands a lot more than we think he does.
*When one of his brothers needs something, he will go out of his way to help them. The other day Levi wanted some juice and Silas went and found him some.
*We just got him a toddler bed and moved him in with Josiah and Levi. It's a very tight fit but the three boys really enjoy being together.
*He is definitely a mama's boy but he loves spending time with Daddy and his brothers.
*We have made it to the 2 year mark with breastfeeding. He's nursing less and less so I know he will gradually wean himself.
*He also still has a pacifier. I think he will give that one up on his own as well. We only have a few left. He even decided to cut one of them. Now he won't use the broken one.
*His cast came off a week before his 2nd birthday. He still walks with a slight limp and his foot seems to be turned out a little.
*He loves praying at meal times. He will shout out, "Me pray!"
*He has learned to word, "Mine," and knows how to use it.
*He really enjoys watching the trash trucks come by our house every week. As soon as he hears the truck (3 in one day) he will go upstairs to his room and look outside the window. The excitement shows on his face.
*He likes me reading Clifford books to him. He's not that interested in many other books, but he will sit for a long time and listen to Clifford over and over again.

Silas, what a joy it is to have you as part of our family. It has been so much fun to watch you grow these past two years and I look forward to the many years ahead. Even at a young age, you have a heart for others and I can't wait to see how God uses your heart for helping others as you grow up. I pray that you will grow up loving Jesus.

And because this precious 2 year old fell asleep at dinner time, he got some special one on one time with mommy until about midnight. Sweet memories. I really do love those late nights when only one is up with me. Great conversations.

Thursday, September 02, 2010


A couple of weeks ago, Silas was upstairs playing with Josiah and Levi or so I thought. He also had been watching Barney. Caleb and I were downstairs working on school. When Levi came down I asked him what Silas was doing and he told me he was asleep. It is a very rare occurrence for Silas to fall asleep on his own. I assumed he had fallen asleep in Josiah and Levi's bed, so I didn't feel like I needed to go and check on him immediately. Once I finished with Caleb, I headed to check on Silas. What I saw surprised and scared me. He was sound asleep at the top of the stairs. He was so near the edge of the stairs that one roll to the wrong side would have sent him rolling down the stairs. I learned my lesson. If Levi tells me Silas is asleep, I need to go and check on him immediately to make sure he is in a safe spot.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Gymnastics Versus Soccer

At the beginning of August, I signed Josiah up for soccer with the realization that we would probably be placed on a waiting list. The date that we should have received a phone call came and went. Since we have decided as a family (okay me and Kerry) that the minimum age to play sports in our family would be age five, I knew I had to find Josiah something to play or he would be devastated. He had waited 5 long years for this moment. I spoke with Josiah to let him know that he probably wouldn't get on a team with the league we signed up with originally but that I had found another place that he could learn soccer or t-ball. I could see his mind churning. He said, "Do you remember when you said I could try gymnastics if I hadn't already signed up for soccer?" I remembered saying that, and he decided he wanted to try gymnastics. I called that very day to a nearby gymnastics center and they had an opening for him to try out the class that afternoon to see if he liked it.

To say if was excited would be an understatement. You would have thought it was Christmas. So, the other three boys and I watch him during his entire class. It sure brought back memories of my gymnastic days. He was beaming the entire time. After the class, he couldn't wait to talk to Kerry on the phone and then called Nana and Granddad to share the news that he was going to take gymnastics. By this time I was in shock over how much he had loved it. I started seeing images of Josiah in competitions as he got older and me being a "gym mom." I even called them back and they said he could start in September.

That same evening, I wrote to the soccer league explaining that I was pretty sure that my son was on the waiting list and that I needed to remove him because I had make sure he got to play something this year. The next day, I received a phone call from them saying that he had indeed been placed on a team and that they had emailed me and his coach. I thanked them and decided that I would let Josiah decide. We also have a one sport at a time policy in our family. With four boys, there is no way we could afford or juggle that many activities. At first he asked if he could do both, I told him he could only choose one.

He chose soccer. I was a little surprised. He had his first practice this past Friday and loved it. I don't know if he really cares what he plays as long as he is playing something. I think he loves that for a little bit we are all watching him and cheering him on like he has watched us do with Caleb. He was so proud when he got his uniform. I have to admit, he looks pretty cute in it.